Insulted by Misha’s gesturing, Oni starts to flee back to the keep with everyone else. He takes a moment to process what Jill said...horns...shit. Before he gets out of range Oni contemplates attacking the sorcerer, but ignores the thought and dashes towards the keep helping any soldier he can. When he gets inside he will try to quickly put together his basic human disguise as he did before. ((Due to losing some parts of his kit and the situation I’ll roll with disadvantage))

Disguise Kit: 12   20

((Disadvantage wasn’t working on the mobile app for some reason so I just rolled twice))

Carefully setting Natasha down, she waves over anyone with healing abilities in the keep, saying, “We have wounded!”

She does a quick look around, and kneels down to Natasha. “Sunflower that shakes, you wait here, ok? No move. I be right back. Must make sure rest are safe inside, ya?” She gives you a quick wink and gets up, and heads to help the others. Jill, the ranger, the rogue, and the caster.

With Misha's aid, Jill is able to get Grum back to the keep quicker than she would if she was doing it on her own. "Medic! I need a medic! These two are close to death and I could use some healing as well."

The six of you are the last to enter Garumn's Keep, and the great double doors slam shut behind you, sealing the doom of those left behind. The screams of the dying can be heard even through the thick stone walls. 

You stand in a massive hall. Mildewed tapestries adorn the walls and torches illuminate the pale faces of less than one hundred warriors who prepare for a final stand. Clerics tend the wounded and pray for the dying. A woman wearing the red robes and black mail of a cleric of The Red Knight strides toward you, a slight limp in her step. She bends over Natasha and casts Cure Wounds for 6 HP. She then silently casts it on Kelric and Grum (Kelric: 10 HP Grum: 9 HP) before speaking.

"Little good it'll do you. The gods have made their judgement and we are all marked for death." She remarks grimly. 

(If anyone else is at 2 or less HP she will also cast Cure Wounds on them.)

As they reach the keep, Grum gives a weak sigh. "Thank you for your aid. It seems I've been a bit of a fool. All my life I've been so used to being a bit of a loner, relying on myself alone for my survival. You'll have to forgive me, I'm not used to the company of others, and it makes me a little uncomfortable to say the least. But after that experience, I realise that if we are to get through this, we're going to need more than allies. We're going to need friends. That's not something I've ever been that good at, so it may take me a while to work out  both how to have friends and to be a friend, but if you'll all have a little patience with me, I'd like to start learning."

"And may the gods bless you too." Jill quipped back sarcastically. "I am not used to being part of something larger than myself either. But adapting is what the survivors do and I am a survivor. I will fight alongside you and all of the rest. I am called Jill Moon. What are you called?"

Oni is trying to take in his surroundings. He is specifically looking at the healers to see if they have any potions that are easy for him to grab.

Perception: 14

"My name is Grum, and it has been many years since I had someone pledge to fight alongside me. At least, in practice. Things were said and sworn when I joined the Last Alliance, but until today that might as well have been purely ceremonial. Thank you. I am honoured."

Kelric sits up after being healed "I'm Kelric myself hope this won't be over first and last battle together"

Oni, you spot a bubbling healing potion hanging from the belt of the cleric of the Red Knight who stands beside you.

"I know not what god you serve," She is saying, "But I suggest you make your peace now." Though her words are grim, her eyes are filled with sorrow.

"Never personally served any gods, and I'm not gonna give any some lip service if I'm only doing it because of fear."  

Oni walks over to cleric, ”Ma’am, thank you so much for helping us,” and as he walks he is going to stumble into the cleric and steal the potion. ”Sorry ma’am, my wound is making it hard for me to walk.”

Sleight of Hand: 7

Deception: 9

Misha helps Jill with the Grum, and makes sure everyone is alright. She turns to the healer and laughs loudly. 

“Ha! Maybe God you worship, but Lord Tyrant Bane have other plan for me. For us! Death is not on menu today. Not if I have say.”

She grabs Grum by the forearm, locks arms with you in what appears to be a greeting. “From this moment on, you have friend. You are not fool. You are brave, have much respect for you. I saw how you fight, it is honor to battle by your side. I am Misha!”

Looking over the others, Misha was pleased to see everyone was ok, despite the grim tone of the healer. She took a moment to knell by Natasha. “Are you alright, little sunflower? Here will be safe, no worry. Your wounds are healed, and we make new friends! Come, soon, I wish to buy you drink!”

Misha took a moment to turn to Jill, looking at her boots, she had a big smile on her face. “Toothpick! You are deadly warrior! It is a great honor to fight with you on battlefield. Where I come from life is all about glory, honor, dying for a worthy cause in His name. It is all i know. I will be happy to shine boots when you say.” She puts a heavy hand on your shoulder, nods gladly.

Insight: 13

"I am a servant of Kelemvor. Death does not frighten me like it frightens you." Jill waves towards the other side of the room, clearly indicating that she is finished speaking to this cleric and that she can go provide religious guidance to someone else. She claps a hand on Misha's shoulder. "You are skilled with the hammer as well. After this you can shine my boots. It has been a long time since my boots were worth looking at." 

Oni successfully obtains the cleric's healing potion without detection. The cleric nods to each of you and departs, her belt a little lighter.

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Oni successfully obtains the cleric's healing potion without detection. The cleric nods to each of you and departs, her belt a little lighter.

 ((Is it just a normal healing potion?))

(Afraid so. :P)

Oni pockets the healing potion and walks away, hoping to find a crowd or area he can blend into. Knowing his disguise is not very passable in this state and he doesn’t want to draw attention. He doesn’t want to travel too far from the group he fought with, he wants to keep an eye on them and follow if they go too far.

(if needed) Stealth: 4

Natasha thanked Misha once the paladin put her down on the ground and called over one of the clerics, watching the red-head run back out to help out Jill and the other ranger. Yeah, I'm indebted to her, she thinks in defeat, keeping her mind occupied while the cleric healed her wound. I would be dead in the ground if it weren't for her and Jill, not to mention the caster... Speaking of which... Nat's eyes scanned the area for the warlock, but didn't look too long as her eyes locked back in on Misha coming in with Jill and the half-orc. She breathed a sigh of relief. At least they made it out okay. She made her introduction to the orc as she gathered herself together.

She had been getting up from the ground when Misha had come up to her again, the elf giving her a small smile. "I'm feeling good now, thank you--" She stops herself, sighs again, and continues. "I'm sorry, I've said thank you too much I feel, but I suppose I'll take you up on that drink, haha."

The ranger took note to write her sister about her new found comrades and how she managed to get herself into a serious debt with a paladin of Bane. What a story it would be!

Is there enough time before the kobolds crash through for Jill to get a short rest?